If I were to tell you the story
Of a blue-eyed girl called Emma Sorry
Would you be kind enough to stay
And carry on if I start to refrain
Would you be willing to hear me wisper
Or if I yelled, would you still listen?
Or would it be to much to bear
If Emma Sorry wore no hair
Or even any kind of perfume,
You wouldn't want her, I assume...
Oh, no! But Emma Sorry wears no rings
Or any ornaments you may think
What you hear, is what you get
Emma Sorry you would last.